Sharp County record., 1887-07-21
Oh, for a closer walk with God,
A calm and Heavenly frame,
A light to shine upon the road
Tbat leads ma tn the Lamb.

a IR0L 10 SHINE upon bnt IOdu
That leads me to the Lamb.
lam sure that there are some here who
at some time have been hit by the Gospel
arrow. You felt the wound of that con-
viction, and you plunged into the word
deeper, Just as the stag, when the hounds
are after it, plunges into Scroon lake
expecting in that way to escape. Jesus
| Christ is on your track to-day, impeni-
tent man, not in wrath, but in mercy
Oh, We chased and painting souls here is
the stream of Gods mercy and salvation,
where you may cool your thirst. Stop
that chase of sin to-day. By the red
fountain that leaped from the heart Of my
Lord, l beg you stop. There is mercy for
you-mercy that pardons; mercy that
heals; everlasting mercy Is there in all
this house any one who can refuse the
offer that comes from the heart of the
dying son OF Goda
There is forest in Germany, place
they call the "Deer leap"-two crags
about eighteen yards apart, between
fearful chasm. This is called the ''Deer
leap,n because once hunter was on the
track of deer; it came to one of these
crags; there was no escape for 1t from
the pursuit of the hunter, and in utter des'
pair it gathered itself up, and in the death
agony attempted to jump across. OF
course it fell, and was dashed to death on
the rocks far beneath. Here is path to
heaven. 1t is plain; it Is safe. Jes us
marks it out for every man to walk in.
But here is man who says:
~ won't walk in that path; will take
my own way"
He comes on up until he confronts the
chasm that divides his soul from heaven.
Now his last hour has come, and he re-
solves that he will leap that chasm, from
the heights of earth to the heights OF
heaven. Stand back now and give him
full swing, for no soul ever did that sue
cessfully. Let him try. Jump, jump!
He mi sses the mark and goes down, depth
below depth, ''destroyed without rem.
edy." Menl angels devilsl what shall
we call that place Of awful catastrophe!
Let it be known for ever as 'The Sinner's
Death Leap"
1t is SAID that when Charlemagne's host
was overpowered by three armies OF the
Saracens in the Pass Of Ron cesvalles, his
warrior, Roland, in terrible earnestness,
seized a trumpet, and blew it with such
terrific strength that the opposing army
reeled back with terror; but at the third
blast of the trumpet it broke in two.
Isee your soul fiercely assailed by all
the powers Of earth land hell. put the
mightier trumpet of the gos pei to my
ljps, and blow it three times.
Blast the first-"Whosoeve will, le'
him come"
Blast the second-"Seek ye the Lord
while he may be found"
Blast the thrd-"Now is the accepted
time; now is the day Of salvation"
Does not the host Of your sins fall ba ck9
But the trumpet does not, lill, that of r.
land, break in two. As it was handec!
down to us from the lips Of our father,
we hand it down 10 the lips of our Chi
dren, and tell them to sound it when they
are dead, that all the generations of men
NAV know that our God is a pardoning
God, "a sympathetic God, loving God
and that more to him than the anthems Of
heaven, more to him than the throne on
which he sits, more to him
than are the temples of celestial
worship, is the joy OF seeing
the wanderer putting MS nanu on tne
door-latch of his fathers house. Hear it,
all We nationsl Bread fer the worst hun
ger. Medicine for the worst sickness
Light for the thickest darkness. Harbor
from the worst storm.
Dr. Prime in his book Of wonderful ia'
terest, entitled "Around the World" de-.
scribes tomb in India of marvellous
architecture. Twenty thousand men
were twenty-five years in erecting that
and the building, around it. Standing at
that tomb, if you speak or sing, after you
have ceased you hear the echo coming
from height Of $50 feet. 1t is not like
other echoes. The sound is drawn out in
the sweet prolongation, as though the
angels of God were chanting on the wing.
How many souls here to-day, in the
tomb of sin, will lift up the voice of peai-
tence and prayerl If now they would cry
| unto God, the echo would drop from afar
not struck from the marble cupola of an
earthly mausoleum, but sounding back
from the warm heart of angels, flying
with the news for there is joy among the
angels of God over one sinner that re.
penteth.